I could always expect to see him during our weekly physics homework meetings or in passing at the dining hall. What are you meant to do when you part ways, even temporarily, with someone you’ve spent your entire life with? I had always wondered what life away from my brother would be like. He goes to a different school; of course, he doesn’t have any idea what Marketplace looks, feels and smells like, or the taste of tea on a late night at Coffeehouse. People at Duke can’t see the way my brother and I help each other with our physics homework anymore.